The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-05-23

pin, 1.-THE diet suggested Dy tndC quack
Porpoise passed out oil the books
years ago. Give the child toast on
seafoam II you wish to build up her
debiitated forces"
Now tho little sick oyster did not
object to this treatment; on. the con-
trary, she liked it. But it did her no
good, and one day, when she
was feeling very dry, she drank
both tumblerfuls OF medicine and 1t
did not do her any harm-neither did
it cure her-she remained the same
sick little oyster, oh, so sick! This
panied her parents very much; they
did not know whas o do. They took
her travelling, they gave her into the
care OF the eel for electric treatment,
they sent her to the Gulf stream Tor
warm baths-they tried everything,
but to no avail. The sick little oyster
remained u sick little oyster, and
there was an end OF i'll
At last one day one cruel, fatal day
"A horid, fierce-looking machine was
poked down from the surface OF the
water iar above, and with slow but
intrepid movement began exploring
every nook and crevce OF the oyster
village. There was not IL family into
which it did not intrude, nor home cir
Gle whose sancitity 1t did not ruthlessly
invade. II scraped along the great
moss rock and 10! with monstrous
scratchy.te-scratch, the mother oyster
and the father oyster and hundreds OF
other oysters were torn from their
resting places and borne aloit in a very
iumbled and very frightened condition
by the impertinent machine. Then
down again, and the sick little oyster
was among the number OF those who
were seized by the horrid monster this
time. She found herself raised to the
top OF the sea, and all at once she was
dumped in boat where she lay, puny
and helpless on a hugepile of other oy.
STEERS. Two men were handling the fierce
looking machine. A little boy
sat in the stern of the boat
watching the huge pile OF oysters.
He was a pretty little boy with bright
eyes and long, tangled hair. He wore
no hat, and his feet were bare and
brown.
"What funny little OYSTER" said
the boy, picking up the sick little oys-
ter; "it is no bigger than my thumb,
and it is very pale"
"Throw it away" said one OF the
men. like as not it is bad and not
fit to eat"
"No, keep it and send it out West
for a Blue Point" said the other man
what heartless wretch he was!
But the little boy had already
thrown the sick little oyster over.
board. She fell in shallow water, and
the rising tide carried her still further
towards shore until she lodged against
an old gunboat that lay half buried
in the sand. There were no other
oysters in sight. Her head ached and
she was very weak; how lonesome,
too, she was-yet anything was better
than being eaten-at least so thought
the little oyster, and so, l presume,
think you.
For many weeks and many months
the sick little oyster lay hard by the
old gum boot, and in that time she
made many acquaintance and friends
among the crabs, the Holsters, the fid'
dlers, the star. fish, the waves, the
shells, and the gay little fishes OF the
ocean. They did not harm her for
they saw that she was sick; they pit
led her-some loved her. The one
who loved her most was the perch
with green fins that attended school
every day in the academic shade oil
the big rocks in the quiet cove about
a mile away. He was very gentle and
attentive, and every afternoon he
brought fresh, cool seafoam for the
sick oyster to eat; he told her pretty
stories, too-stories which his grand
mother, the venerable Goldfish, had
! told him OF the sea king, the mer.
maids, the pixies, the water sprites, and
other Enthusiastically beautiful dwellers
in ocean-depths. Now while all this
was very pleasant, the sick little oys'
ter knew that tine perch's wooing was
HOPELESS, for she was very i'll and help
less, and could never think OF becom'
ing burden upon one as young and
so promising as the gallant perch with
green fins. But when she spoke to
him in this strain, he would not listen
he kept right on bringing her more and
more seafoam every dev
The old gum boot was quite a moth
erly creature, and anon the sick little
oyster became very much attacked to
her. Many times as the little invalid
rested her aching head affectionately
on the instep OF the old gum boot, thu
old gum boot told her stories OF thu
world beyond the sea; how she had
been born IN a mighty forest, and how
proud her folks were OF their family
tree; how she had been taken iron
that forest and moulded into tn,
shape she now bore; how she haC
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